2015 FREEDOM Equality

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America's Oxygen    We boast about being brave and being free But maybe that ain't as true as it means to be We built this country on God and trust But sadly our ways of life begin to rust  
Who are you to judge me Who are you to convict me of wrongdoing Who are you? A question with no answer   Who are you to judge me
It is time for me to break off your grip It is time for me to speared my wings  It is time for me to fly through the night with freedom guiding my flight   
There will come a day
I am what god has aspired me to be I am that survivor that shines through like a breeze I am a tough hard-core fighter I am never getting tired I am so much more than you believe I am
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